Teach me too early taught by thee!
To bear, forgiving and forgiven :
On earth thy love was such to me,

It fain would form my hope in heaven!

--

LINES WRITTEN BY LORD BYRON IN GREECE-BEING THE LAST HE EVER COMPOSED.

Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824.

On this day I complete my thirty-sixth year.

'Tis time this heart should be unmoved,

Since others it has ceased to move;
Yet, though I cannot be beloved,
Still let me love.

My days are in the yellow leaf,

The flowers and fruits of love are gone,
The worm, the canker, and the grief,
Are mine alone.

The fire that in my bosom preys,
Is like to some volcanic isle,
No touch is kindled at its blaze;-
A funeral pile.

The hopes, the fears, the jealous care,
The exalted portion of the pain,
And power of love I cannot share,
But wear the chain.

But 'tis not here-it is not here

Such thoughts should shake my soul; nor now-
Where glory seals the hero's bier,
Or binds his brow.

The sword, the banner, and the field,
Glory and Greece around us see;
The Spartan borne upon his shield-
Was not more free.

Awake! not Greece!-she is awake!-
Awake my spirit!-think through whom
My life-blood tastes its parent lake-
And then strike home!

I tread reviving passions down,
Unworthy manhood-unto thee,
Indifferent should the smile or frown
Of beauty be.

If thou regret thy youth-why live!-
The land of honourable death
Is here-up to the field, and give
Away thy breath!

Seek out-less often sought than found,
A soldier's grave, for thee the best,
Then look around and choose thy ground,
And take thy rest.

Answer to verses sent by a friend to the Author.. 141
to a poem entitled "The Common Lot." . . 159

Calmar and Örla, The Death of.

Granta, a Medley.

Harrow on the Hill, On the distant View of

Lines written beneath an Elm

I would I were a Careless Child

Horace, Translation from

162

80, 81, 82

74

149

129

85

180

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136

78

69

131

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69, 89

179

89

93

183

75

175

Lesbia, To

Lines written in Letters of an Italian Nun

Lines addressed to the Rev. J. T. Becher
Love, The first Kiss of.

167

97-

71

161

84

Love's last Adieu.

99

On a change of Masters at a Great Public School . .

85

Reply to some Verses of J. M. B. Pigot, Esq..

134

Romance, To

139

Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tibullus. .

Translation from the Medea of Euripides

When I roved a young Highlander.

73

124

177

Woman, To.

95

Mutineers of the Bounty after their Defeat, The . . 293
Newfoundland Dog, Inscription on Monument of . 271
Napoleon's farewell to France.

Ode

to the Island of St. Helena

On the Star of the Legion of Honour.

285